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Every time I think I' | {{Infobox transcripts|content= | ||
*[[Hisao Nakai]] | |||
*[[Shiina Mikado]] | |||
*[[Shizune Hakamichi]] | |||
*[[Hanako Ikezawa]] | |||
|next = [[Tea Leaves]] | |||
|previous = N/A | |||
}} | |||
'''To Town, To Town''' is the first page of Act 2 on [[Hanako's route]] | |||
==Transcript== | |||
My alarm blares into my ears, only to be swiftly silenced by my fist. | |||
My body switches into auto-mode, carrying my subconscious self out of bed and into my uniform. | |||
As always, my bottles of pills sit on my desk patiently, waiting for me to take them and pick out my daily dosage of medicine; seventeen pills a day. | |||
Before I know it, I'm opening the door to class 3-3, glad to see that I'm not the oly one who seems to be a little hung-over from the festival week. | |||
Every face in the classroom looks gaunt. With the festival now over, it's as if everyone's life dreams have been achieved. | |||
With nothing left to live for, the students have relied on instincts alone to guide them to class. | |||
Or maybe I'm just reading to much into it. | |||
I slowly make my way to my seat, and it's only then that I realize why the room is so peaceful. the seat beside mine are blissfully empty; the world's loudest interpreter for the deaf has yet to arrive. | |||
Just as I am about to sit down, the door flies open, revealing a resplendent Misha; drills bobbing from the dramatic entrance and arms stretched towards the sky. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Ya-hoo~! It's all over!"'' | |||
It would appear that not everyone is affected by the post-festival depression. | |||
The rest of the class glare at her, obviously thinking the same thing I am. | |||
Misha, still frozen in the doorway with her arms still in the air, nervously looks around. | |||
It's obvious that she senses the foul mood, but can't work out the exactly waht to do. | |||
Suddenly, she jerks forward. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Hey!"'' | |||
As she stumbles into the classroom, she reveals Shizune, arm still extended from where she shoved Misha. | |||
'''Shizune''' ''"..."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Thanks for the entertainment, but shouldn't you two take your seats?"'' | |||
'''Shizune''' ''"..."'' | |||
Still slightly embarrassed, Misha takes a few seconds to realize she has to translate. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Oh! Yeah! Shiccan says she's not happy with you ditching us last week."'' | |||
'''Misha''' ''"We were really busy!"'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Is that so? What about the stuff I already did for you two?"'' | |||
'''Shizune''' ''"..."'' | |||
'''Misha''' ''"She says that only counts for council members. Since you declined, she doesn't owe you anything."'' | |||
Misha leans closer,and whispers conspiratorially into my ear. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Actually, I think she's just a little sore that you didn't spend the day with her."'' | |||
'''Misha''' ''"She's really thankful for your work last week though."'' | |||
Sensing that she is being talked about, Shizune lightly raps her fingers on her desk until Misha turns around to face her. | |||
I can't understand any of the fast-paced signing that's going on, but from Shizune's slightly embarrassed expression, and Misha poorly contained laughter, I can guess. | |||
While this exchange is happening,the door opens once again, but this time at a much more reasonable pace. | |||
Hanako quietly enters the room, and pulls the door closed behind her. | |||
Peering out from under her hair, she quickly scans the classroom. | |||
Our eyes meet, and she suddenly stiffens. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath,and then walks over to my desk. | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"G... good morning Hisao."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Morning Hanako. You're a little late,aren't you?"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"I... was talking to Lilly."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"A-about today."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Ah, so you've got her list then? We can leave straight after classes in that case."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"S-sure."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"I'm looking forward to it."'' | |||
Hanako briefly flashes her embarrassed smile at me then hurries off to her seat. | |||
During classes, it becomes apparent that it's not only the students that are a little despondent after the festival. | |||
Mutou simply gives us a list of exercises from the textbook and then sits behind his desk. I totally forgot about the brief lunch period for a moment, such is the banality of the day. | |||
It's mind-numbing and everyone seems surprised when the bells signal the end of the lessons. | |||
As I am packing up my bags, Shizune and Misha flank and entrap me. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Say, Hicchan, it's still not too late to join up. There's a lot of post-festival paperwork for us to complete..."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Er, sorry Misha, I've... got plans..."'' | |||
As if sensing the cue, Hanako appears behind me, holding a small bag,and trying to avoid eye contact with the outside world. | |||
Misha's eyes open wide, then she bursts into laughter. | |||
'''Misha''' ''"BWAHAHA! You move fast, don't you Hicchan~? We won't disturb your date any further! Bwahahaha!"'' | |||
Behind the roaring Misha, I see Shizune taking far too little interest in the scene. I might be taking this the wrong way, but I think she's deliberately ignore me. | |||
I feel a gentle tug on my shirt, and turn to see Hanako's eyes fixed firmly on the floor. | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"L... let's..."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Got ya. Shizune, Misha, I'll see you later."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"And I'm still not interested in the council."'' | |||
'''Misha''' ''"Spoilsport."'' | |||
Misha and Shizune retreat into the hallway, happily signing to each other. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Got all your stuff? Let's head off."'' | |||
Floods of students pour out of the school gates and onto the road into town. | |||
It's a little wierd. It's almost a scene from any other high school, but the illusion fades because of the occasional wheelchair or missing limb. | |||
One thing I do notice is that nobody is alone. | |||
And, as Hanako and I pass through the gates, I notice that she closes the distance between us. | |||
Not enough to be considered ''"close"'', but she certainly isn't at her usual just-a-little-far position. | |||
I guess we're not familiar enough for her to get as close as she does with Lilly. | |||
However, even though she has moved a little closer to me physically,mentally she seems to have traveled a mile. | |||
Her hands clutched around the leather straps of her bag to the point of whitening her knuckles, her head down and her mouth pursed closed. | |||
She almost looks like she's being walked to the Principal's office for the first time. I try to stifle a giggle at the thought, but it is futile. | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"W-what's the matter...?'' | |||
I guess there's no point in hiding it... | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Sorry. For a second there it looked like you were getting in trouble."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"W-w-what do you mean?"'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"I think you need to relax a little. We're not going too far, and it's only students around, right?"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"R-right."'' | |||
It bothers me a little to see Hanako so worked up. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"And you do this every week, don't you?"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"Y-yes. With Lilly."'' | |||
Of course. ''"With Lilly"''. I wonder, has she ever left the school without her? | |||
It doesn't seems like much at first glance, but Hanako's dependence on Lilly is absurdly heavy. | |||
If she can't even handle leaving the school without her, how would she have managed to survive | |||
if the two had never met? | |||
Would she have found someone else to latch on to? And what drew her to Lilly? | |||
Was it her lack of eyesight, or was Lilly just kind enough to lend a hand? | |||
I wonder if anyone would have fit the bill. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Well, I'm here. Besides, we're not going far. It'll be over before you know it."'' | |||
Hanako's knuckles slowly regain their color as she tries to hide a small smile but the effort of that seems to prevent further conversation. | |||
We travel, side by side down the winding road towards the town. The crowd of students thins as we continue along the sidewalk. | |||
Faster students rush ahead, and the less mobile ones fall behind, rarefying the crowd into nothingness. | |||
By the time we reach the convenience store we are practically alone. | |||
Using me as a shield between herself and the attendant, Hanako moves through the narrow aisles, adding an assortment of items to her basket. | |||
Bread, milk, tea... thyme? | |||
What kind of convenience store sells herbs? | |||
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Then again, nothing about this town seems normal, which may not be such a bad thing in retrospect. | |||
Everything is so different and uncomfortable; dwelling on such matters isn't really an option. | |||
When I think about that,it reminds me of Hanako. | |||
No matter how much you try, you can't escape her scars; they still interrupt my train of thought when I see them. | |||
As much as I don't want to admit it to myself, I think I'm forcing myself to try to ignore them. | |||
Not that I am scar-free myself. The jagged line down my sternum will never completely fade away. | |||
I just have the luxury of being able to hide it easily. | |||
But in a way, both of our scars remind me that we're all in this place for a reason. | |||
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... | |||
Hanako throws one last item into her basket then sheepishly holds it out to me, along with a few bank notes. | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"C-c-could you p-please..."'' | |||
It takes me a second to understand what she's trying to say. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Oh, you want me to pay for this?"'' | |||
She nods, but doesn't look up. | |||
I guess this task falls to Lilly on the usual occasions. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Sure. Lemme just grab a couple of things..."'' | |||
Hastily I grab a few essential items for myself and head for the counter with Hanako in close tow. | |||
The attendant gives me an indifferent nod as he scans in the items. | |||
I suppose just ignoring us is one way to deal with the anomalies of Yamaku; they must get a lot of students here, being the closest store to the school. | |||
The staff must all have their own way of dealing with us. Or maybe they don't ;maybe it's only me who thinks twice about my unique schoolmates. | |||
Our transaction complete, Hanako and I head back out onto the street. | |||
The road is pretty much abandoned now. The students that were heading out have already left, and nobody has started returning just yet. | |||
And, with only the school ahead on the road, there doesn't seem to be anyone else around. | |||
The emptiness centainly reflects on Hanako; her arms by her sides each carrying a bag, her head no longer bowed, and back to the upright position... | |||
It's almost as if she were enjoying this walk. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"So, why all these weird things? Mixed Spice? Why would you need that in school"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"I... sometimes ... like to m-make food."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Well, yeah, so do I but... spices?"'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"That's a little more advanced, don't you think?"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"N-not really."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Well, I think it's cool. You'll have to teach me one day."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"S-sure."'' | |||
She doesn't seem all that sure, but pushing the point doesn't seem all that wise. | |||
At the very least, she seems a great deal happier than she did on the walk down here. | |||
That alone makes me a little happier. | |||
Outside the girls' dorm, Hanako and I sort out the grocery bags with our respective purchases. | |||
In comparison, my things look positively plain. | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"I tell you, you're putting me to shame here..."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"N-no I'm not... I just..."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"I'm only joking."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"I have a stack of homework that I skipped last week, so I must leave now."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Will you be all right getting that to your room?"'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"Y-yeah."'' | |||
'''Hisao''' ''"Sure? Okay then. I'll see you tomorrow."'' | |||
'''Hanako''' ''"B-bye."'' | |||
We part ways, and I return to my room. | |||
Piles of papers sit upon my desk, begging to be completed. With the entire ruckus of the last week, I've barely had any time to catch up. | |||
I tried to keep up with my studies while I was in the hospital, but some of this stuff I've never seen before, even back in my old school. | |||
Totally unprepared, I pop the top on a can of drink and get to work. |